March 8th Entry Fifteen

Another day.
very quiet....
very calm.

Force paid for my swords to be reinforced properly...
he said he would feel bad if I didn't celebrate my birthday....

It worries me that he got over his daughter's death so quickly,
is he treating me like some replacement for her?

This day is nothing to be celebrated..
especially if it's fake, the only reason...I knew today was...something...
was because March the 8th, was the exact day I arrived in Corel...nine years ago today, a girl named Naea found me. passed out on the ground...starvation, battle wounded...she cared for me...but when Kai found me....I had no love for the life I had built in Corel. I was rotted....under falsehoods...

again. i'm rotting...is this child even going to live? is it even alive?
Yuge stopped smoking because of it...I work in a damn bar, you can't escape cigarette smoke no matter how hard you try...the gesture...was out of kindness...
but if he needs stress relief i'll light the goddamn thing myself....

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I cut my hair again...
took off my bandages....
my face feels stale.
time to fully replace my arm.
and go to the dephs of the underworld. and see what information they have to offer.